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Orcs and War[rivaan&Valcyrie]

Well that would have explained why they could have come to their aid that fast. If they were already on the way to the steppes, then they would have ran into the messenger that had been sent out to gather help, it at least had saved them time, and their lives in the end of it. The fact that they valued lives that high meant that even though they were mercenaries, they were still following some kind of code during their travels. “I’m glad you arrived that fast and I’m happy that you value lives as highly as you do, that was the reason we were saved today. As for the funeral, I understand. We will be happy to have you there with those of your men that wishes to join, but there will be no tournament or shouting. Instead, there will be stories shared over the food and there will be soft playing music from the bards that live in the city.” She said while they were still at the houses for the soldiers. “And thank you for making sure no one touches the women, I’m very glad they won’t do anything to them.” She smiled. After that, she had gone to the mansion.

Now that she was in the bathroom, she heard the door open and she turned her head to see Chalsea come into the bathroom. Soap in the bathtub covered Adalia’s naked body completely, so she had no reason to be shy. “Welcome to the bathroom. You don’t have to be grateful for this, it’s the least I can do. Sadly, I cannot offer the same to your men, but they won’t be forced to taking baths in barrels, we do have bathtub for them as well, and my women will make sure they know that.” She smiled at her. As Chalsea dropped her clothing, Adalia took a look at the body the woman had, and was quite drawn to the muscular body Chalsea had, though it was not muscular as many men, but muscular while being feminine. Adalia didn’t really show any muscle on her body, she wasn’t sure whether that was because she didn’t age and that had something to do with her body structure, or if it was because she used light and fast weapons and movements instead of heavy weapons. She then watched as she got into the bathtub and smiled at how Chalsea reacted to the bath. “It is the best. I agree with you on that.” She smiled softly. “Well, I have fought Ogres before, but not that much so my experience with them are rather small I’m afraid. But I can understand your displeased feelings for having to bath in barrels after having fought those brutes. I guess our culture is rather different from each other.” She smiled gently.

While they were both in the bathtub, the voices of soldiers going around on the streets could be heard. They were cheerful and happy and already telling stories of the battle, they had just finished. Some people would find it weird that stories were already being made from a battle that had only just ended, but Adalia understood their need to share stories. It was a way of bonding and a way of forgetting the more horrifying scenes that the battle had shown them. “I hope your men are as happy about stories and storytelling as my soldiers are, if so, they should have a lot of interesting stories to share with each other.” She said, looking over to Chalsea that was next to her. Their bathtub was rather close to each other, only half an arms-length away. She wasn’t sure how Chalsea herself felt about stories and battling in general, but it seemed like she was accustomed to the feeling. Adalia felt like she would never get accustomed to the feeling of killing and fighting, maybe besides the trolls, as they didn’t seem to have any intelligence what so ever. But when it came to orcs, she did feel bad. If the stories were true, then the orcs had once been other kind of races, tortured and changed into these blood-thirsty beasts, which meant she could have been killing her own kind every time she killed an orc and that thought didn’t please her one bit.

She sighed a little as she laid her head back in the bathtub and let her water fall all the way into the water, wetting it all. “I don’t know how you can live the life you do. Fighting for money and killing as if it’s nothing. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not judging you. If anything, I envy you for your ability to ignore the killing you do.” She said, relaxing in the shower. “You seem to enjoy it when you fight, at least that’s what you looked like on the battlefield and I can understand your feeling. From what I understand, your culture enjoys fighting a lot and takes pleasure and honor in killing the beasts of darkness. And I should be able to feel like that as well, but I can’t help but think about the stories about the orcs.” She explained, opening her eyes and looking over to Chalsea again. “I don’t know if you have heard the stories, but if it’s to be believed, orcs were once other races of the world, tortured and changed through dark methods. I just don’t like to think that I might be killing someone who didn’t willingly get turned into such a blood-thirsty beast.” She sat up now, the water and the soap just covering her breasts, though only barely. “If you have a secret to ignore those thoughts, I would like you to teach them to me and my men, so that we might be able to fight with more strength when we have too.” She smiled at Chalsea softly, hoping she would agree to do it.

She wasn’t sure what else she could do, but she had to sharpen her own skills and her men’s skills if they were to survive another charge of the orcs like the one they had survived this time. “If you have the time, I will pay with what I have for you and your men to train us. I will use all the gold coins I have to pay you and make sure you are treated almost like royals during your stay here. If there’s any more I can do, I will try to make it happen for you and your men. But it would mean a lot to me if you could teach us your way of fighting.” She nodded. Maybe Adalia and her men could even teach something back to Chalsea and her mercenary band, if they thought they had something worth learning from the White Stone city. “Again, I don’t have much to offer, but I can offer you all my gold and I can offer you the hospitality and our cultural traditions of course.” She smiled gently. “But as you can see, I will do anything I can to make sure I won’t lose the city to the orcs and that I won’t lose any men to any enemy that might come around. I will defend this city with my life if I have too.” She sighed a little and hoped she didn’t seem like she was rambling too much to Chalsea.

Rise Of The Elder Dragon (Vor x Valchyrie)

No problem! Hehe :D

Orcs and War[rivaan&Valcyrie]

Indeed, I had fun :)

I will eat some dinner and then work on the next post :)

Orcs and War[rivaan&Valcyrie]

Oh yes, of course, I will do that from now on hehe :D You should just have said so xD
I will go out to run in four minutes though xD So if you have answered once I return from the Hinderlands, then I shall read thy text xD

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Tada! Replied! :D

Orcs and War[rivaan&Valcyrie]

She let go of Chalsea’s hand after they had shaken hands. “I don’t think you will meet anyone here that welcomes the smell of orcs, most, if not all, agrees with you.” She smiled at her. “I suppose some stories are exaggerated, depends on what stories you have heard about me and the White Stone City.” She said with a small nod. She had heard the name of their mercenary band before, but she hadn’t thought they would be on these parts of the world. “It’s a pleasure to meet a skilled warrior such as yourself. It’s rare that you find someone willing to travel for so many miles as you have, on very few days.” She wondered if they weren’t used to getting hospitality since Chalsea stated it was nice with some for a change, though she didn’t want to poke around the topic, as it was none of her business. She was just glad to hear that Chalsea ordered her men not to cause any trouble. On top of what had just occurred over the last few days, the last thing she wanted was to be saved, just to find herself in another conflict with the ones that saved them. “I thank you for sending out your scouts, I know they must be tired and I’ll be sure to reward them when they return, sadly, my own scouts are too exhausted, or dead, to carry out any orders at the moment. It took a great deal of strength to stay alive, and many many casualties I’m afraid. Once I have got you and your mercenaries settled down, my men and I will gather up the bodies of our fallen and will prepare a funeral. You are more than welcome to join if you’d like, and your men as well. All that I ask is that you clean yourself up, no war paint, armor or weapons, if you wish to join. Our tradition is that we show ourselves from our most peaceful side at funerals, to be sure we send our people off into the great world beyond, peacefully.” She explained to Chalsea.

While Adalia was a tough woman and an excellent warrior, she also felt a lot of sadness and sorrow wash over her when her people died to protect her and the city. She knew they had chosen it out of their own free will, as she didn’t force anyone to join the ranks of soldiers and magic users, but it still hurt her when they fell in battle, despite knowing that battle always demanded sacrifices. She sighed a little at the thought, before she forced a smile upon her face again, they had guests and they should not show their sadness when their guests had just saved them from destruction and saved them from becoming homeless. “Yes, a bath. If you’ll follow me, I’ll show you and your men to the place you and your men can stay. I sadly can’t offer you a place at my own house, since tradition forbids anyone to sleep in the royal home, unless they are married to the Queen. But I can offer you a bath in my home, as the savior of the city, and your men can take baths at the place they will be sleeping. I will send some women to help your men and women to get clean, but please, they don’t work as pleasuring women, they are just there to help them get clean and comfortable, so make sure your men and women know that.” She said with a small bow. When she stood up again, she turned around and the gates to the city were opened.

The city was beautiful, as pure white as the armor the soldiers were wearing. It looked clean and prosperous, though the fear of the orcs could be seen on the inhabitants’ faces. They didn’t know if the conflict was over or if it was just a break, though when they saw Adalia and everyone else coming back into the city, a sigh of relief could be felt and heard throughout the city. There were small rivers running throughout the city and there were flowers and birds. It was a clean city, if you didn’t know better, it would be how many people would imagine paradise to be like. But of course it had taken years to build a city that could look like this and function like this. The crime rate was amazingly low, though there were always someone who wanted to do something bad. While the city itself wasn’t as big as the other existing kingdoms, it was amazing how many things they had managed to cultivate inside it. Shops, stables, armor smith, weapon smith, flower shops and so on. All the things the other cities and kingdoms had, they had as well, just with fewer workers in every shop. “We live quite peacefully out here, and we are not used to having that many visitors come by. We have some occasionally but it’s usually half a year to a year between visits. So if people seem a little afraid at the beginning, don’t take it personally, they just need to get accustomed to having visitors this time around.” Adalia explained as she led Chalsea and her men through the city. They crossed a small stone bridge that went out a small river and just on the other side of it, Adalia stopped. “This building here, can house up to 150 men and their horses, the building on the opposite site can house the same amount. It seems that should be enough for you right?” she asked with a smile to Chalsea. She hoped it would be, as it would be quite difficult to find other houses to let the mercenaries rest in.

“Once you have settled, you can come to the royal mansion. It will be easy to find, as it is the only real mansion in the city. I don’t really like the concept of palaces and castles, so I had the last palace that was here, demolished and used for more housing for the citizens. I then build a mansion to make sure I did have some kind of bigger housing for when there were other royals that would come to visit. I know I said that only those married to the Queen could stay in the royal house, but if the people that stay in there are already married, then it is allowed for them to stay inside.” She smiled a bit. “If you can’t find it, you can always ask people, they will help you. But please, if you can wash off your war paint it would make the citizens feel more at ease when you approach them.” She said. “I will leave you to it now, and go get cleaned up myself. I will let my people at the mansion know that you will be coming later, and if you decide not to come, then it’s okay as well. The funeral tonight is after the sun has gone down. I hope to see you later. There will be food and plenty to drink.” She then gave another bow again, and left them to get settled in. The women that would help the men would arrive thirty minutes later, and if none of the men and women wanted their help, they could tell them so and the women would leave again, but they were there if they would be needed.

In the meantime, Adalia returned to her mansion where her servants greeted her. They had already prepared her own bath and she was happy that they had. She went to the big bathroom that she had in the mansion, which contained four silver bathtubs and two large mirrors on each side of the walls. She got out of her armor and clothing, handing it all to the servants that was waiting in the bathroom with her, all women of course. “If Chalsea, the mercenary leader arrives, please show her into this room. Prepare a bath for her as well. It’s the least we can do for the savior of the city.” She said with a small smile. One of the servants nodded and prepared the bath right away, putting in some hot stones to make sure that water could stay warm until Chalsea would arrive, if she would arrive at all. With that, the servants left to clean her armor and clothing off the orc blood, and Adalia rested in the bath herself, letting her body and face get cleaned from all the orc blood she had been showered in during the battle.

Orcs and War[rivaan&Valcyrie]

Very nice reply! :D Love it! :D

I will see if I can reply now before I have to go and exercise, I will let you know if I finish before I have to go or not :)

Orcs and War[rivaan&Valcyrie]

With pie! Or something like that. Well, I left it pretty open. I mean, you can describe what happens while the troll is there, and also what happens after she greets Adalia. Adalia did offer stuff for your character and her men :)

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Adalia in the medieval world.

Adalia in the Evolved World:

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I posted! Hope it's enjoyable enough for you xD